Sunday, May 24, 2015

First Through Fourth

Second, I took a break from packing, cleaning, etc. today. Tomorrow is a holiday; I can spend it remembering our fallen soldiers while clearing shit out of my kitchen cabinets, I reckon.

Not my actual kitchen, but you get the gist.

Third, I'm draining a bottle of vodka to try to forget that my estranged spouse sexually assaulted me today. Technically it was consensual, in that I was afraid to say no to his request. I've heard that sex isn't always painful. Maybe some of you can even confirm that. Right now I'm in pain and drinking all I can to obliterate the pain.

5 comments:

If you're not going to do something about THAT (and based on the ambiguity you added, I assume you're not), then is there at least a way to have an intermediary so you don't have to deal directly with him while you're finishing up things with the house?

Today I will think about those fighting private wars, who are wounded in battles that don't make the evening news, who are just as brave as those who go out to fight nameless strangers, who are perhaps even more brave because they fight an enemy they know intimately.